[passage-header]Read the conversation given below and answer the question that follows:[/passage-header]ROSE: Times have changed since you was playing baseball, Troy. That was before the war. Times have changed a lot since then.
TROY: How in hell they done changed?
ROSE: They got lots of colored boys playing ball now. Baseball and football.
BONO: You right about that, Rose. Times have changed, Troy. You just come along too early.
TROY: 58881There ought not never have been no time called too early! Now you take that fellow...what's that fellow they had playing right field for the Yankees back then? You know who I'm talking about, Bono. Used to play right field for the Yankees.
ROSE: Selkirk?
TROY: Selkirk! That's it! Man batting. 269, understand? 269. What kind of sense that make? I was hitting 432 with thirty-seven home runs! Man batting 269 and playing right field for the Yankees! I saw Josh Gibson's* daughter yesterday. She walking around with raggedy shoes on her feet. Now I bet you Selkirk daughter ain't walking around with raggedy shoes on her feet! I bet you that!
ROSE: They got a lot of colored baseball players now. Jackie Robinson was the first. Folks had to wait for Jackie Robinson.
TROY : I done seen a hundred niggers play baseball better than Jackie Robinson. Hell, I know some teams Jackie Robinson couldn't even make! Jackie Robinson wasn't nobody. I am talking about if you could play ball then they ought to have let you play. Don't care what color you were. Come telling me I come along too early. If you could play... then they ought to have let you play.
(Troy takes a long drink from the bottle.)
ROSE : You gonna drink yourself to death. You don't need to be drinking like that.
TROY: Death ain't nothing. I done seen him. Done wrastled with him. You can't tell me nothing about death. Death ain't nothing but a fastball on the outside corner. And you know what I'll do to that! Lookee here, Bono... am I lying? You get one of them fastballs, about waist height, over the outside corner of the plate where you can get the meat of the bat on it...and good god! You can kiss it goodbye. Now, am I lying?
BONO: Naw, you telling the truth there. I see you do it.
TROY: If I'm lying...that 450 feet worth of lying! (Pause.) That's all death is to me. A fastball on the outside corner.
ROSE: I don't know why you want to get on talking about death.
TROY : Ain't nothing wrong with talking about death. That's part of life. Everybody gonna die. You gonna die, I'm gonna die. Bono's gonna die. Hell, we all gonna die.
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(1986)*Josh Gibson was a notable baseball player in the Negro Leagues.[/passage-footer]